Burning Love in Marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Fu Mingzhu smiled and leaned against the door: "they are all adults. Don't Mr. LAN think it's funny to ask such a question?"

She reached for the medicine in his hand and silently went over to pour a glass of water for herself. She pulled out the medicine and was about to swallow it. Lan Yu hugged her behind her and held her hand. Her voice was a little low, "Pearl, I'm pregnant and raised me."

She held the medicine in her hand. He didn't want her to take it. It didn't mean he wanted her to be pregnant, but——

If she doesn't eat, they're still possible.

He held her, put his face on her shoulder, smelled the faint aroma of her body, and saw the blue in her neck. His eyes were dark, "does it still hurt?"

Fu Mingzhu droops her eyes“ If I say it hurts, won't you touch it? "

He held her hand. "I'll be lighter next time."

"No next time." She bit her lip and said, "let go of me."

Lan Yu didn't want to let go. He still hugged her and buried his face in her face. His voice was low: "Pearl, we still need to be possible, don't we? Otherwise you wouldn't talk to me, would you? "

"No." She said coldly, then broke away from him and took the medicine herself.

He watched helplessly, but there was nothing he could do.

Fu Mingzhu finished eating and quietly looked at Lan Yu: "thank you, Mr. LAN, for helping me deliver the medicine."

When she finished, he grabbed her hand and said, "I'll help you apply the medicine."

"I wipe it myself." She bit her lip: "I have something to talk to president Zhang later. Lan Yu, let go."

President Zhang?

Lan Yu frowned, "I remember president Zhang's business..."

He thought for a moment and understood, "shall I help you? Do I know Zhang at last? "

Master LAN is in charge of this piece. Who won't give Lan Yu face?

Fu Mingzhu was a little cold: "no need."

She took the medicine and bit her lower lip: "I'll wipe it myself. Lan Yu, you go out."

She seemed angry at this time, but her tone was a little provocative. How could Lan Yu miss such an opportunity?

He clasped her hand and didn't go to the bedroom. He sat directly on the sofa. He let her sit on his lap. She had only one bathrobe, so it was a little warm.

Fu Mingzhu bit her lower lip and said in a low voice, "let go."

She didn't dare to move, because her bathrobe would lift up and expose a large area of skin.

Lan Yu narrowed his eyes and whispered, "don't move, or I can't help it."

He said, looking at her with some deep eyes. Fu Mingzhu looked at him and hung his eyes, "we are not husband and wife anymore. Lan Yu, what are you?"

He stared at her with a soft heart: "Pearl, how can I forgive me?"

"I don't know." She trembled her long eyelashes and bit her lips, and his fingertips took medicine to wipe her.

She had some pain and cried out in a low voice. One hand naturally hung on his neck and his head was placed on his mouth. In this way, he was tempted and whispered, "it hurts?"

"No." Her voice was soft, and then she hugged his neck, looking very delicate.

Lan Yu's heart was about to melt away. At this time, she gave him the feeling that they were still possible.

Although she was still angry, she was obediently in his arms and allowed him to touch her private place. He thought it was a prelude to reconciliation.

He was more serious to help her apply the medicine. Although he was eager, he restrained himself. He didn't want her to think he was too lustful.